Year7

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WonderLesson 1: Read the extract and answer the questions

Lesson 2: Precept postcards for the different characters in Wonder

Challenge: Complete the Wonder crossword and find the secret word

Autobiography & BiographyLesson 3: Read about Mary Seacole and answer questions

Lesson 4: Nominate someone you know to receive a Pride of Britain award

Challenge: Recall – try to remember as many influential people as you can

Greek MythologyLesson 5: Read the myth of Narcissus and Echo and answer the

questions Lesson 6: Read the myth of Orpheus and storyboard the

key events Challenge: Greek mythology quiz

Julius CaesarLesson 7: Use your knowledge to answer the recall questions

Lesson 8: Writing persuasively from Brutus’ point of view

Challenge: Complete the key vocabulary word search

Lesson 1Read the extract and answers the questions below

A l i en

We headed back the way we came, in the direction of the giant screen. That's when we walked straight into a group of kids we didn't know. They'd just come out of the woods, doing stuff I'm sure they didn't want their teachers to know about. I could smell the smoke now, the smell of both firecrackers and cigarettes. They pointed a flashlight at us. There were six of them: four boys and two girls. They looked like they were in the seventh grade.

"What school are you from?" one of the boys called out.

"Beecher Prep!" Jack started to answer, when all of a sudden one of the girls started screaming.

"Oh my God!" she shrieked, holding her hand over her eyes like she was crying. I figured maybe a huge bug had just flown into her face or something.

"No way!" one of the boys cried out, and he started flicking his hand in the air like he'd just touched something hot. And then he covered his mouth. "No freakin' way, man! No freakin' way!"

All of them started half laughing and half covering their eyes now, pushing each other and

cursing loudly. "What is that?" said the kid who was pointing the flashlight at us, and it was only

then that I realizedthat the flashlight was pointed right at my face, and what they were talking about—screaming about—wasme.

"Let's get out of here," Jack said to me quietly, and he pulled me by my sweatshirt sleeve and started walking away from them.

"Wait wait wait!" yelled the guy with the flashlight, cutting us off. He pointed the flashlight right in my face again, and now he was only about five feet away. "Oh man! Oh man!!" he said, shaking his head, his mouth wide open. "What happened to your face?"

"Stop it, Eddie," said one of the girls.

"I didn't know we were watching Lord of the Rings tonight!" he said. "Look, guys, it's

Gollum!" This made his friends hysterical.

Again we tried to walk away from them, and again the kid named Eddie cut us off. He was at least a head taller than Jack, who was about a head taller than me, so the guy looked huge to me.

"No man, it's Alien !" said one of the other kids.

"No, no, no, man. It's an orc!" laughed Eddie, pointing the flashlight in my face again. This time he was right in front of us.

"Leave him alone, okay?" said Jack, pushing the hand holding the flashlight away. "Make me," answeredEddie, pointing the flashlight in Jack's face

now. "What's your problem, dude?" said Jack.

"Your boyfriend's my problem!"

"Jack, let's just go," I said, pulling him by the arm.

"Oh man, it talks!" screamed Eddie, shining the flashlight in my face again. Then one of the other guys threw a firecracker at our feet.

Jack tried to push past Eddie, but Eddie shoved his hands into Jack's shoulders and pushed him hard, which made Jack fall backward.

"Eddie!" screamed one of the girls.

"Look," I said, stepping in front of Jack and holding my hands up in the air like a traffic cop. "We're a lot smaller than you guys . . ."

"Are you talking to me, Freddie Krueger? I don't think you want to mess with me, you ugly freak," said Eddie. And this was the point where I knew I should run away as fast as I could, but Jack was still on the ground and I wasn't about to leave him.

"Yo, dude," said a new voice behind us. "What's up, man?"

Eddie spun around and pointed his flashlight toward the voice. For a second, I couldn't believe

who it was. "Leave them alone, dude," said Amos, with Miles and Henry right behind him. "Says

who?" said one of theguys with Eddie."Just leave them alone, dude," Amos repeated calmly. "Are you a freak, too?" said Eddie.

"They're all a bunch of freaks!" said one of his friends.

Amos didn't answer them but looked at us. "Come on, guys, let's go. Mr. Tushman's waiting for us."

I knew that was a lie, but I helped Jack get up, and we started walking over to Amos. Then out of the blue, the Eddie guy grabbed my hood as I passed by him, yanking it really hard so I was pulled backward and fell flat on my back. It was a hard fall, and I hurt my elbow pretty bad on a rock. I couldn't really see what happened afterward, except that Amos rammed into the Eddie guy like a monster truck and they both fell down to the ground next to me.

Everything got really crazy after that. Someone pulled me up by my sleeve and yelled, "Run!" and someone else screamed, "Get 'em!" at the same time, and for a few seconds I actually had two people pulling the sleeves of my sweatshirt in opposite directions. I heard them both cursing, until my sweatshirt ripped and the first guy yanked me by my arm and started pulling me behind him as we ran, which I did as fast as I could. I could hear footsteps just behind us, chasing us, and voices shouting and girls screaming, but it was so dark I didn't know whose voices they were, only that everything felt like we were underwater. We were running like crazy, and it was pitch black, and whenever I started to slow down, the guy pulling me by my arm would yell, "Don't stop!"

Pu t the ev ents i n ord er by nu mberi ng them i n the ord er that they happen i n colu mn ti tled ‘Ord er’.

Order EventsJack tries to defend August and is pushed to the ground.

Jack and August bump into a crowd of kids from another school.

August is pulled up by someone and they run away.

August tries to reason with the kids but they are rude and threaten him.The kids from the other school start laughing and pointing at August’s face in disbeliefAmos, Miles and Henry arrive and try to get Jack and August to come with them.

One of the kids, Eddie, pulls August to the floor and big fight breaks out between the twogroups

QUESTION: Explain what happens in the extract above. Use a quote to back up whatyou say. Then explain how the reader feels about that part.

At the beginning of the extract we learn that….

In the middle of the extract

At the end of the extract

EVA LUA TION QUESTION: A student said, “this part of the story makesthe reader feel very scared for August, but also happy that he has friends who want to defend him”. Do you agree with this statement?

Try to do 2 paragraphs and include a quote to back up your point.

I completely agree with this statement because…

I completely agree with this statement because…

Lesson 2Mr Browne asks all his students to send him a postcard with a precept on (like a saying or a motto that is important). For example:‘choose kinds’ or ‘your deeds are your monuments’.

You are going to write a precept that you think reflects the personality of each of the characters listed below. Then on the postcard explain why you chose that precept.

Name: August Pullman

My Precept:

The reason I chose this precept:

Name: Summer Dawson

My Precept:

The reason I chose this precept:

Name: Jack Will

My Precept:

The reason I chose this precept:

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4. teaches success

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12. When given the choice between right or being kind, kind

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10. Kind do not cost much. Yet they accomplish much

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Lesson 3W ho was Mary Seaco le?

Young Mary was born in Kingston on the Caribbean island ofJamaica, some time in 1805. No one knows the exact date – she kept that a secret!

Her father was a Scottish soldier stationed on the island – at that time, Jamaica was part of the British Empire – and her mother was a Jamaican nurse and healer. She had a sister called Louisa and a brother called Edward.

We don’t know if Mary went to school, but we do know that from a very young age she had an interest in medicine and nursing. When she was just 12, she was helping her mother run a boarding house in Kingston, where many of the guests were sick or injured soldiers.

Her mother taught her a lot about traditional Jamaican treatments and remedies, and she also learned a lot from army doctors staying at the boarding house.

Mary th e nurse and i ntrepi d traveller!If there was one thing Mary loved, it was travel! At that time, it wasn’t common for womento travel a lot…but Mary sure did.

In fact, when she was a teenager, she took two trips to England, where she spent three years in total.

She was quite the business woman, too, and later journeyed to the islands of , Haiti and where she bought spices, pickles and jams to sell back in Jamaica.

In 1836, Mary married an English man called Edwin Seacole in her hometown of Kingston. But sadly, Edwin was a very sick man and and died just a few years later, in 1844. Following her husband’s death, Mary focussed on caring for sick people.

In 1850, her medical skills were very much needed, when many people in Kingston fell victim to a deadly disease called cholera.

M ary h e a d s to P a n ama In 1853, Mary went to the city of Cruces in Panama, where her brother ran a hotel and store.

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There, Mary opened a store selling food and goods to gold miners, and continued her work in medicine – treating people suffering from cholera and tropical diseases such a yellow fever.

M ary Sea c o le a n d t h e C r i m e an W ar Mary returned to Kingston in 1853, but she didn’t stay long. On hearing news of British soldiers going off to Russia to fight in the bloody battles of the Crimean War, she wanted to help.

And so…off she went to the the War Office in to requesting to joinand her team of nurses treating wounded and sick soldiers in the Crimea!

Sadly, Mary was turned down, along with several other nurses. But was that enough to stop the Mary? No way! Together with her friend Thomas Day, in 1866 she set off to the Crimea in a ship stocked with medical supplies.

She arrived to a terrible state. Many of the soldiers were cold, dirty and hungry, and those that were sick and wounded weren’t being cared for.

Mary decided something had to be done and so, with her loyal friend Thomas, she opened a“British Hotel” near to the battlefields.

To be clear, this wasn’t the kind of ‘hotel’ you’d expect to stay in on your holidays– it was basically a hut made of metal sheets, where soldiers could rest and buy hot food, drinks and equipment.

Mary used the money spent there to help treat and care for sick and wounded soldiers.

T h e M i g h ty M ary

A lot of nurses did invaluable work looking after the soldiers in the Crimean War, but Mary went a step further, and did something incredibly brave – she rode on horseback into the battlefields, even when under fire, to nurse wounded men from both sides of the war.

Mary so was caring, in fact, she became known amongst the soldiers as “Mother Seacole”.

Wh at di d Mary do after th e war ?After the Crimean War ended in, Mary returned to London with very little money and in poorhealth. But her hard work didn’t go unrecognised – many of the soldiers wrote to the newspapers about all she had done for them, and 80,000 people attended a charity gala in1857 to raise money for her.

She also received a number of medals for her bravery from governments in different countries. In the last 20 years of her life, Mary led a quiet life, spending her time between London and Jamaica – where she went to escape cold winters. She died in

1881 in Kensal Green, London.

Wh y d o we r e m e m be r M ary S e ac o l e ? Most of what we know about Mary Seacole comes from a book she published in 1857 about her life. She called it The Wonderful Adventures of Mrs. Seacole in Many Lands – and it proved a popular read!

But following her death, her name was almost completely forgotten for around 100 years. It wasn’t until the 1970s, in fact, that people started to read about the amazing Mary Seacole and wanted to know more about her.

As a mixed-race woman living in the 19th century, what Mary Seacole achieved in her lifetime was truly remarkable. She broke social rules and prejudices to travel the world, run businesses and help those in need – even in the most dangerous places.

Best known for her work as a nurse in the Crimean War, Mary Seacole will forever be remembered as an incredible woman and inspiring role model.

Questions1. Where and when was Mary Seacole born?2. From the age of just 12 what was Mary interested in?3. What uncommon passion did Mary have (HINT: passport)?4. What things did she buy on her travels and why?5. What did she focus on after the death of her husband?6. What did Mary do in Panama?7. How did Mary help British soldiers in the Crimean War?8. What did Mary during the Crimean War that was so spectacularly

brave and unusual, making her different to most nurses?9. How did the soldiers show their gratitude to Mary Seacole after the

Crimean War?10. Why do we still remember Mary Seacole today? Explain

her achievements and how she rebelled against racial prejudice and sexism to become a very influential person.

Lesson 4Do you know someone who deserves an award for all thegood things they do? Now is your chance to explain whothat person is and why they deserve an award. You aregoing to write a short nomination explaining who you think deserves this awardand why. Try to use ambitious vocabulary and interesting sentence

types. EXAMPLE OPENING:

Miss McNiffe’s Pride of Britain Nomination

My Pride of Britain nomination goes to my wonderful Nan, Mrs. Joan Kelly.There are loads of reasons why I have chosen to nominate my Nan, firstlyshe is the funniest person I know. Ever since I was little, she would make up the most fantastic stories to tell me and my brother. For example; ‘the boy with the giant boot’ and ‘the night the toys came to life’. However, it isn’t just her stories that make my Nan special; she is remarkably resilient and optimistic even in difficult situations. When she was just seven years old Joan’s parents died and suddenly, she became an orphan…

Who would you nominate to receive a‘Pride of Britain award?

List the qualities this personhas that are admirable.

Plan for my Pride of

Britain nomination

What makes this person an unsung hero?

Why is this person so special?

My nomination for the Pride of Britain award goes to Now let me explain why I chose this person…

CHALLENGE:Earlier this year you studied a range of interesting and influential people. We read about their achievements and why they are well known. Try to recall who each person is and what makes them remarkable or famous. If you get stuck ask you can research online.

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Lesson 5Last half term you studied Greek mythology. Here is another myth, you need to read it and then answer the questions below.

Ec ho and Nar c i s sus

Of all the nymphs of river and wood, a dryad named Echo was the best beloved. She was not only very beautiful and very kind, but had a haunting musical voice. The other dryads and naiads and creatures of the wood begged her to sing to them and tell them stories – and she did. She was a great favourite of Aphrodite, who used to come all the way from Olympus to chat with Echo and listen to her tales. Being a goddess of love, she was especially concerned with gossip – which is mostly about who loves whom and what they are going to do about it. And Echo kept her entertained as no one else could.

Aphrodite said, “All the world asks me for favours, Echo, but not you. Tell me, is there not someone you would wish to love you? Some man, boy? God? Just name him, and I will send my son Eros, who will shoot him with his arrow and make him fall madly in love with you.”

But Echo laughed and said, “Alas, sweet Aphrodite, I have seen no man who pleases me. And gods are much too fickle. Man and boy – I look at them all very carefully – but none seems beautiful enough to match my secret dream. When the time comes, if it ever does, I shall ask your help.”

“Well, you are lovely enough to demand the best,” said Aphrodite. “On the other hand, the best happens only once in a lifetime. And who can wait so long? However, I am always at your service.”

Now Echo did not know this, but at that moment the most beautiful boy in the whole world was lost in that very wood, trying to find his way out.

His name was Narcissus, and he was so handsome that he had never been able to speak to any woman except his mother. For any girl who saw him immediately fainted. Of course, this also gave him a very high opinion of himself. And as he went through the wood, he thought to himself, “Oh, how I wish I could find someone as beautiful as I. I will not be friends with anyone less perfect in face or form. Why should I? This leaves me lonely, true, but it’s better than lowering myself.”

So he walked along the path, but he was going the wrong way, getting more and more lost. In the other part of the wood, Echo had just said farewell to Aphrodite, and was coming back to the hollow tree in which she lived. She came to a glade in the forest and there saw something that made her stop in astonishment and hide behind a tree. For whom did she see but Zeus himself – king of the gods, lord of the sky. He was leaning on his volt-blue lightning shaft, holding a river nymph by the shoulder, and she was smiling up at him.

“Well,” said Echo, “he’s at it again. Won’t Aphrodite enjoy hearing this?” But then her attention was caught by something else. She turned to see a tall purple-clad figure moving through the trees toward the glade. She recognized Hera, queen of the gods, jealous wife of Zeus, and she realized that Hera must have heard of what Zeus was doing and was coming to catch him. And so, the kind- hearted nymph hurried forward and curtsied low before Hera, saying “Greetings great queen. Welcome to the wood!”

“Hush, fool,” whispered Hera. “Don’t say a word. I am trying to take someone by surprise.”

“This is a proud day for us,” Echo said, thinking swiftly, “to be visited by so many gods. Just two minutes ago, Zeus was here looking for you.” “Zeus? Looking for me? Are you sure?”

“Zeus? Looking for me? Are you sure?”“The great Zeus, your husband. He asked me whether I had seen you. Said he had heard you were coming this way, and he wished very much to meet you. When I told him I had not seen you, he flew off looking very disappointed.”

“Really? Can it be so? Zeus looking for me? And disappointed? Well, miracles never cease. Which way did he go?”

“Oh – toward Olympus.”“Thank you, child,” said Hera. “I’ll be going, too.” And she disappeared.In the meantime, Zeus, hearing voices, had hidden himself and the river nymph in the underbrush. When Hera left, he came out, and to thank Echo he gave her a shining blue sapphire ring from his own finger.

Hera, having returned to Olympus, found that Zeus was not there. She realized that something was wrong and sped back to the forest. The first thing she saw was Echo admiring a large sapphire ring

that burned on her finger like a fallen star. Hera recognized the ring and immediately understood that the nymph had tricked her in some way and had been given the ring as a reward.

“Wretched creature!” she cried. “I know what you have done. I see the gift you have been given. And I would not have it said that my husband is more generous than I. Because you have used your voice for lying, you shall never be able to say anything to anyone again – except the last words that have been spoken to you. Now, try lying.”

“Try lying,” Echo said.“No more shall you meddle in high concerns – no more shall you gossip and tell stories and sing songs. But you shall now endure this punishment evermore.”

“Evermore,” said Echo, sobbing. And Hera went away to search for Zeus. And the nymph, weeping, rushed toward her home in the hollow tree.

As she was going, she once again saw the dazzling brightness that was the face of a god and she stopped to stare. It was no god, but a lad about her own age, with yellow hair and eyes the colour of the sapphire Zeus had given her. When she saw him, all the grief of her punishment dissolved and she was full of a great laughing joy. For here was the boy she had been looking for all her life, asbeautiful as her secret dream – a boy she could love.

She danced toward him. He stopped and said, “Pardon me, but can you show me the path out of the wood?”

“Out of the wood...” said Echo.“Yes,” he said, “I’m lost. I’ve been wandering here for hours, and I can’t seem to find my way out of the wood.”“Out of the wood...”“Yes, I’ve told you twice. I’m lost. Can you help me find the way?” “The way...” “Are you deaf, perhaps? Why must I repeat everything?” “Repeat everything...” “No, I will not. It’s a bore! I won’t do it.”“Do it...”“Look, I can’t stand here arguing with you. If you don’t want to show me the way, well then, I’ll just try to find someone who can.”“Who can...”Narcissus glared at her and started away. But she came to him and put her arms around him, trying to kiss his face.Oh no – none of that!” said Narcissus, shoving her away. “You’re just like all the rest of them, aren’tyou? They faint, and you say stupid things. Stop it! You can’t kiss me.”

“Kiss me...” “No!” “No...”And she tried to kiss him again. Again, he pushed her aside. She fell on her knees on the path and hugged his legs and lifted her lovely tear-streaked face to his, trying to speak. But she could not.

“No!” he said. “Let go! You can’t hold me here. I will not love you.” “Love you...”He tore himself from her grip and strode away. “Farewell!” he called. “Farewell...

She looked after him until he disappeared. And when he was gone, she felt such sadness, such terrible tearing grief, such pain in every part of her, that it seemed she was being torn apart bywhite-hot little pinchers, torn flesh from bone. And since she could not speak, she said this prayer to herself: “Oh, Aphrodite, fair goddess, you promised me a favour. Do me one now. Hear me, though I am voiceless. My love as disappeared, and I must disappear, too, for I cannot bear this pain.”

And Aphrodite, in the garden on Olympus, heard the prayer, for prayers do not have to be spoken to be acknowledged by the gods. She looked down upon the grieving nymph and pitied her and made her disappear. Her body melted into thin cool air, so that the pain was gone. All was gone...except her voice, for Aphrodite could not bear to lose the sound of that lovely story- telling voice. The goddess said, “I grant your wish – and one thing more. You have not asked vengeance upon the love that has forsaken you. You are too sweet and kind. But I shall take vengeance, nevertheless. I decree now that whoever has caused you this pain will know the same terrible longing. He will fall in love with someone who cannot return his love – he will forever desire and never achieve.”

But Narcissus knew nothing of this – of Echo’s grief nor Aphrodite’s vow. He wandered the forest path, thinking, “All these girls who love me on sight... it’s too bad I cannot find someone to love as beautiful as I. For until I do, I shall not love. And all their loving will be only vexation to me.”

He sat down on the bank of a river to rest. Not a river, really, but a finger of the river, a clear little stream moving slowly through rocks. The sun shone on it; it became a mirror, holding the trees and the sky upside down, and a small silver trembling sun. And Narcissus, looking into the stream, saw a face.

He blinked his eyes and looked again. It was still there – the most beautiful face he had ever seen. As beautiful, he knew, as his own, but with a nimbus of light behind it so that the hair was blurred and looked long, like a girl’s. He gazed and gazed and could not have enough of it. He knew that he could look upon this face forever and will not be satisfied. He put out his hand to touch her. The water trembled and she disappeared.

“A water nymph,” he thought. “A lovely dryad, daughter of the river god, no doubt. The loveliest of his daughters. She is shy. Like me, she can’t bear to be touched. Ah – here she is again.”The face looked at him out of the stream. Again, very timidly, he reached his hand. Again, the watertrembled and the face disappeared.“I will stay here until she loves me,” he said to himself. “She may hide now, but presently she will recognize me, too. And come out.” And he said aloud, “Come out, lovely one!”And the voice of Echo, who had followed him to the stream, said, “Lovely one...”

“Hear that, hear that!” cried Narcissus, overjoyed. “She cares for me, too. You do, don’t you? You love me!”“Love me...”

“I do – I do! Finally, I have found someone to love. Come out, come out... oh, will you never

come out?” “Never come out...,” said Echo.“Don’t say that, please don’t say that. Because I will stay here until you do. This, I vow.” “I vow...”“Your voice is as beautiful as your face. And I will stay here forever, adoring you forever.” “Adoring you forever...”

And Narcissus stayed there, leaning over the stream, watching the face in the water...watching...watching...sometimes, pleading with it to come out, hearing its voice answer. Coaxing, begging, looking...Day afterday, he stayed there. Night after night, he was always there, never moving, never eating, never looking away from the face. He stayed there so long that his legs grew into the bank of the river and became roots. His hair grew long, tangled, leafy. And his pale face and yellow hair became delicate yellow and white petals – the flower Narcissus, which lives on the riverbank and leans over, watching its own reflection in the water.

And there you can find it this day. And in the woods, too, when all is still, you will sometimes come upon Echo. And if you call to her in a certain way, she will answer your call.

Once you have read the myth answer the following questions in full sentences:

1. Why does Hera punish the water nymph Echo?2. How does Hera punish Echo?3. Can you remember anyone else Hera punished?4. Which Goddess was Echo’s friend?5. What gift does Zeus give to Echo and why?6. Who does Echo love?7. What is Narcissus like?8. What happens when Narcissus asks Echo for help to get out of the forest?9. How does Aphrodite answer Echo’s prayer?

10. What punishment does Narcissus get for rejecting Echo?

CHALLENGE QUESTIONS:

11. How does the word Narcissist link to the character Narcissus?12. What was Narcissus’ hamartia?

Lesson 6Read the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice, and then create a storyboard to retell the story.

The story begins with Hermes enjoying Orpheus's wonderful playing on the lyre. Suddenly Orpheus spots someone in the branches of the tree above him - it is Eurydice, the nymph (or spirit) of the tree. She encourages him to play on and he, in turn, encourages her to comeand sit beside him. Before long the two are in love, get married and as Hermes says, 'All nature seemed to celebrate'.

Then one day Eurydice is away from Orpheus when she is pestered by the god Aristeus in the form of a bee-swarm. Eurydice runs away to escape...but straight into the path of a snake who gives her a fatal bite...she is heading for the underworld.

Hermes persuades Orpheus not to lose heart. They set off for the underworld, but first they must cross the River Styx. The ferryman - Charon - refuses to help them because Orpheus doesn't appear to be dead. But Orpheus plays his lyre and Charon is transported into a trance and Hermes and Orpheus hop into his ferry. Shortly after they overcome Cerberus - the three-headed dog who guards the gate to the underworld - in the same way.

Eventually, Orpheus found Hades who is so overcome by Orpheus's lyre playing that he agrees to let Eurydice return with him on one condition. Hades tells Orpheus that he must lead the way out of the underworld and Eurydice must walk ten steps behind him, and Orpheus must not look round to see Eurydice until they are both back in the upper world.

Naturally, Orpheus agreed to Hades condition and the couple began their ascent out of

theUnderworld. However, Orpheus began to feel a little nervous as he was not sure if he could

fully trust Hades, and worried that his beautiful wife might not be behind him. As soon as the exit was in sight Orpheus could resist the temptation no longer and he turned around to check that Eurydice was following him. But because Orpheus had disobeyed Hades, Eurydice was suddenly pulled back into the Underworld and the only thing that Orpheus heard was a fading “I love you”.

Devastated at his loss, Orpheus spent the rest of his days alone, among the birds and trees playing the most beautiful music ever heard.

Some say that the spirits of Orpheus and Eurydice ended up finding each other after many years and are still together now.

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Lesson 7You have been learning about Julius Caesar this half term. Answer the questions below using the knowledge and vocabulary you have learned so far.

1. Who was the real Julius Caesar?

2. Which 2 monarchs did Shakespeare perform his plays to? _

3. Why is power and tyranny an important theme in Julius Caesar? _ _

4. How was power divided in Ancient Rome _

5. Which senator is known for being honourable? _

6. Which senator is sneaky and manipulative? _ _

7. Why does Cassius call Caesar a ‘colossus’ and say they are ‘underlings’?

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8. What is Cassius ambitious for? _ _

9. Why is Brutus so worried about Caesar? _ _

10. Why does Caesar tell Mark Anthony he is suspicious of Cassius? _ _

11. What do the senators conspire to do? _

12. What is Brutus motivation in killing Caesar? _ _

13. What does Brutus love more than anything else? _

14. Did Rome have a monarch during this time? What did it have instead? _

15. Just before Caesar faints what does he reject 3 times?

16. Does Caska think that Caesar was happy to turn down the crown?

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17. Why does Calphurnia not want Caesar to go to the Senate? _ _

18. Why does Caesar eventually go to the Senate _

19. CHALLENGE: what is patriarchy? _ _

20. CHALLENGE: What is the great chain of being? _ _

Lesson 8Imagine you are Brutus. You have just killed JuliusCaesar to save Rome from tyranny.

It is your honest belief that you have done a good and honourable thing that will help the people of Rome.

Now you have to deliver a speech to the people of Rome, who were very fond of Caesar, explaining why you killed him.

Remember to be persuasive because if this goes wrong the people of Romecould rebel and overthrow the Senate!

CHALLENGECan you find the key vocabulary linked to Julius Caesar in the word search?

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